At last, after half-an-hour of his dad’s departure, he came. “Kanna! Where did you go?” with anxiety I asked. “I couldn’t control the tensi...on. Mom. I went to practice, but could not practice.”His face is tired. I took him in my arms. “My poor boy why tension?” I ran my palm on his back. “Come have breakfast.”“I am thirsty, mom,” he said looking at boobs. “Silly boy, that thirst can be fulfilled. But have breakfast first. You need energy for your batting. Today I prepared your favorite. This place was a mansion. A sign hung over the drive way, which read Reihnholt Ranch. About a hundred yards behind the house was huge barn where Mr. Reihnholt kept his 10 horses. A smaller building was adjacent to the barn, which Mr. Reihnholt said it was his work shop. He loved building things when he wasn’t busy with job at the Real Estate Company. Mr. Reihnholt had carried Ashley’s bag into the house, then turned to Vicky, “Which room will you give her?” Vicky smiled, “Oh she is going. He smiles and relaxes on the shower chair and closes his eyes. I quickly take advantage of his rock hard cock and begin to suck on his balls and lick the shaft from base to tip, stopping to lick the piss slit and gently suck the head. He moans and grabs my hair to push my lips down on his cock, I relax myself and let him ease his throbbing manhood deeper into my mouth, making me gag as the head tickled the entrance to my throat. I tongued the underside of his cock as I started to work my head. " What!... What about me?... Please Mr. R," she pled, "I want you too. It's not fair," she added pouting. "Why Naomi and not me," she finished, a plea in her eyes, as we returned to the tableBack at the table I watched the two girls franticly converse, and sensed that they would share me this night, that both their mouths would envelop my hardness, and that they would both take a barebacked ride on my long shaft before dawn.As I watched them talk I thought back to the years I had known them, to.